Lyrics:
round you fold
Red face saints monogrammed in gold
And in this beauty I would not go any further
'Cause I suddenly remembered
We can't live this
worlds crashing down
We can't forget to breathe through this now
We live through the ups and the downs
It'll get better
a birthday party at the home of Farmer Gray
It'll be the perfect ending of a perfect day
We'll be singing the songs we love to sing without a single stop
to the roof
Just push me over
I've got no better place to be
Drag him to the roof
Let's get it over
It's a perfect day to punish me.
I wish that lady
faithful to you.
And my heart still beats your name
Drowning Once again.Will I live another day?
To reach the surface Let this burdon Drift away
round?
How can you mend this broken man?
How can a loser ever win?
Please help me mend my broken heart
And let me live again
I can still feel the breeze
I live my life in chains
Got my hands in chains
And I can't sticks with the cards that I got
With a deal like this
I must insist a girls got more
of the horse
Than riding in the back of this cart
I say...
I want to live the real life
I want to life my life close to the bone
Just because I´m
only live once, that's the motto, nigga, YOLO
And we 'bout it every day, every day, every day
Like we sittin' on the bench, nigga, we don't really play
Margery's dreaming of the middle of the day
Tiyuri to win
Perfect Dozen to place
money is the matter that's been on her mind
time ticks by her
of being grant us one more hour
To perform our art and perfect our lives
Moths and atheists are doubly divine and dying
We live, we die, and death not
Carried a baby for a while
Then let that crackled leather jacket round you fold
Red face saints monogrammed in gold
And in this beauty
I would not
go rushing by
This year we have learned how to live
How to forget, and how to forgive without fear
Just love this Christmas, this year
You'll be
Shit, we do this every day, they hatin', nigga, let 'em hate
Bring this Draco to your living room and let it decorate
Some of my niggas Crips, some
been sad and lonely since the day I left her side
But today I got her letter said she'd be my Cajun bride
Gonna go and wed my Cajun baby and I've by
a perfect day
Just to get away
All the mundane
Has bought out the rebel
I was born to be
And it feels like the perfect time
Just to break away
This is my life
shit
And I don't want niggas to get misunderstood
'Cause the rules we live by, don't even matter no more
Just a, just a setback for you to come back
each night to his cul-de-sac of dreams
Funny now how it all went by so fast
One day he's looking over his shoulder at the past
When everybody had
I don't fuck with niggas 'cause I'm perfect
I'm perfect
I was doin', mm, mm-mm
'Cause we live from the six
Realest nigga in the trap, hmm
(Iced
on my plate, good friends on my wake
I wanna pray, but which saint? (Which saint? Which saint?)
When days are dark it's hard to see the scriptures
Given
to live but isn't it strange
That as soon as you're born you're dying
Just by looking through your eyes
He could see the future penetrating right
In
her bed.
So many start on this journey,
But they never make it out of the door;
Their lives are caught in a moment in time,
But there's so much
Searching for a perfect one
The life you live is it a perfect life
You know the place where I dey go
Can’t believe my eyes could see
The day I found my
Crow and most hyperbole
Recalling Uncle Joe and early Harper Lee
Perfect southern gothic history.
A young boy was murdered, he was only ten
This
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